Don’t question why she needs to be so free

…she’ll tell you it’s the only way to be.

Dinner parties can be such hell, can’t they?
 

 

Seems fair.
This is the lovely Mina Thorne, in a very fine video for Men Are Slaves (well of course they are)

 

Hmm.  Maybe there’s some hidden food and when I find it I’ll also find a way to kill the cockroaches?  No, that’s not it…
 
 

 

You’ll feel a lot better once you know you have no secrets from her.  Well – when the welts have died down, anyway.
 
 
If you look very carefully, you can just see one of his toes poking out, I reckon.  He’ll get in trouble for that if she finds out,though, so keep it to yourself, OK?
 

Heavenly torment

Horsey horsey don’t you dare stop.
 

 

In case you’re thinking the judge was a little unfair – apparently the man in this sorry little tale had been masturbating to pictures on the Internet.  I think we can all agree that’s a good reason for him to lose everything, can’t we?  Disgusting habit.  Just ask Google.
 

 

It’s odd, isn’t it?  Some of us would bend over backwards to be in that situation.  Forwards, too.
 

 

Try to be brave. Think of her feelings, after all.

 

 
I would.
 

If it isn’t hurting…

…then you’re wasting your money.

 

Actually, I think she just wants to see you get beaten up.

 

The rule is that only the lower brown stripe can still be visible, before the traffic stick treatment can be considered complete.
 
 
It’s good that she’s so broadminded.  I’ll get me coat…
 

 

It’s what your right arm’s for.


It’s amazing the things they can do with CGI special effects these days.  They can actually make it look as if flesh is being burnt off with a red-hot brand, you know.  But her method’s better.

Put your lovin’ hand out baby

It’s what she says when my hand’s been doing a bit too much lovin’.  I just say ‘Yes Ma’am’.

The beautiful Mistress Mina Thorne, whose dungeon I’m sure is entirely free of creepy-crawlies.  Except her clients, obviously.
 

 

Perhaps these things should come with instructions.
 

 
 

Sounds like a win-win.
 
 
 
Actually it arrived two days ago.  Come on – you have to tell her sooner or later. If she calls the couriers and finds out, she’s going to be very cross.
 
 

 

That’s very considerate of her, isn’t it?  They’re not all heartless bitches, the ladies featured on this site, you know.

If it is there it is here – but not vice-versa

A few weeks back, several of you were kind enough to comment on a post of mine asking advice about publicising this blog.  I have now set up a Tumblr version of the blog, at http://servitor-again.tumblr.com/. 

Many thanks especially to Total Discord and an anonymous commenter who suggested doing this.

However, if you’re reading this here there is little point in going there.  I have set up automatically to update when I post to this blog, but Tumblr requires that posts are categorised as photos, text and so on.  So a mixed post of this sort does not go up.  I have the automatic update set to ‘photo’ so every time I post here the first captioned image will be on Tumblr, but nothing else:  not the other images and no text.  A story using photos (like the recent Anne in Space) will be rather incomprehensible, as it would just consist of an uncaptioned picture of Anne wearing a spacesuit.  Which is very nice, obviously – almost as nice as Anne not wearing a spacesuit – but not really what I intended.  I’ll also queue up some old captions, posted here long ago, to keep the Tumblr ticking over.  But anyway, there will be nothing there that has not already been posted here, so you’re in the right place already!  Well done, you.

On with the show:

 
Very wise precaution.
 
 

 

Isn’t it just?  Fast Show reference, obviously, for UK viewers.
No?  I’ll get me coat…

 

 
Leave the back door open and lock the front.  That’s what my mother always used to say, anyway.
 

 

Oooh – exciting!  I wonder what she’s planning for those crucial last few seconds?  (Actually, of course, I already know but let’s just say I don’t want to ruin the surprise).
 
 

New dommes – don’t try this at home!  No, hang on.  Let me clarify: if you want to get drunk in session, do try it at home.  Not down the pub.

You can get more with a harsh word and a whip

… than you can with just a harsh word.  To misquote Al Capone.

Femdom objectification
And perhaps not.  It really doesn’t have any say in the matter anyway.
 
 

Boxed slave
I wonder what’s in the box?
 
 

Caning mistress
Very practical.
 
 

Double domme
Anyway, it’s not really a problem if he does suffocate: she’ll still come.
 
 

She has my attention already.
 

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I said “Tell me your name, is it Sweet?”, she said “My boy, it’s Dagger.”

Oh yeah.

Girls with guns now
I think it’s rather special that she dressed up for the occasion.
 
 

OWK safeword isnt
By the way – don’t be fooled by that ‘the last hour’ into thinking this was some sort of brutal day-long beating!  No, no – it was only just over an hour.  He started screaming desperately for mercy just a few minutes into it, that’s all, when he hit his limit, and then there was about an hour before she stopped.  I mean – they’re not that cruel at OWK, for goodness’ sake.
 Source is fairly obviously the Other World Kingdom, and this is the magnificant Madame Katarina.


Little lost slave
Maybe his Mistress will put up posters or something.  Maybe not.
 Source is the delightful Men are Slaves.  Yes.  Yes, we are.
 

Just for the hell of it
You never know.  Their victim might actually have been responsible for Amelia Earheart’s disappearance.  Wouldn’t that be something!  You see, lawyers always say that in court you should never ask a witness you don’t know the answer to already, but torture’s not like that.  You can just go where it takes you, you know?
The source for this is a song I don’t like at all from a band I’d never heard of called White Flame.  The video’s pretty good, if you turn the sound off, ignore the band members and just concentrate on the ladies above.



Pencil skirt - who needs a caption?
Somehow, I think you might get to know Debbie quite well.

In the bleak midwinter





It’s Christmas!  Get on with your chores!

The divine Ms Haberman.  Could you possibly want anything else for Christmas?  Could you?  Oh.  Well, you can’t.



Christmas chastity
Not that “we” get much say in the matter.

OK, rather a bleak caption for Christmas I suppose… but remember – it’s Christmas for him, too.  He just doesn’t know it.

Silenced femdom slave
You’ll have to apologise to your wife when you next see her, for suspecting her of such an evil plan.  Maybe in sign language.

Divine Anne
I have no idea who that is, but I hate him with a burning passionate envy that I can barely express.  Ahem.

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